Friday, June 14, 2019

Physalia Physalis

The Portuguese Man O’ War is a weird, jellyfish-shaped creature, found in the Atlantic, Indian, and Pacific oceans. In Australia, it is also known as the Australian blue bottle. P.S. A lot of stuff are named ex. 'blue bottle fly’. IT IS A SIGN TO NOT WASTE PLASTIC BOTTLES!!! It is blueish-purpleish-pinkish in colour, and looks like a - hmm…. Let’s see… drumrollll…. a blob. A blue blob. Or a jellyfish, I guess. But do not be fooled. That blob IS NOT FRIENDLY. Just one gentle touch can send you to the hospital. Don’t do one of those challenges where you take a video of holding a Portuguese Man O’ War and posting it on YouTube or something! I can’t promise that you will get any likes or viewers, but I can promise you this: you’ll get pain, poison, and an ambulance to the hospital. Although it is rare, its venom can even kill people. Again, RARE. (but possible. Don’t risk it!) Oh and remember when I said that it looks like a jellyfish? Well it is not one. While jellyfish are single animals, the Portuguese Man o’ war (now I will call it the PMOW) is many super tiny microscopic beings that stick to each other and make one animal. They are quite similar to corals. My summary? When you see something that looks like a blue\pink\purple jellyfish, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!! (or for your hospital fee.)


Note: Pictures from Wikipedia





Where's Turtle?

My dear pet turtle, Turtle, was missing one afternoon, so I told my mom. I was wondering how it got out of its tank, and then I realized that I had left the ramp (the one that Turtle plays on) leaning against the edge of the tank. I think my mom was thinking the same thing, because she suddenly asked, 'Ki, did you leave that ramp there? Turtle must have used it to crawl out!' We called my Dad and we started looking for Turtle. I was really panicked. "What if something ate it?" I thought to myself over and over again. We split up. My dad went to (what is now) the storage room, while my mom went to the garage and I went to the living room. We were searching for 5 minutes when my dad said, 'I think I found it!'. I would normally correct him and ask him to call Turtle either a he or a she, or a him or a her, but I was too happy to bother. My mom and I rushed to the storage room that used to be my play room. Turtle was hiding (all dusty) under the table!!!🐢😀 I was suuuper happy that Turtle was alright and I learnt my lesson. :)


Oh, sorry, I don't have any pictures. :(